I’ll sell you my pen
Come get a signature
When the kids get even more nervous
I take the stage
I’m humble only off the stage
Guilty of skills, worthy of the death penalty
I’ll only stop and rest in front of my grave
Everyone here wants to stop me

Broken handle on this 8-ton truck
The limit is broken, just leave it alone
This isn’t show and tell, my tone is different
Not a single line of swearing, but you all are so mad, how embarrassing
Why should I pretend to be hard? Come here, let me hold you, I’m soft

I’m a complete player, lightly treading on people’s ears
After getting with Double D, neatly rising with 1/N
Neatly on top, neatly a three pointer
It’s simple, I’m only rising with time
Like the tightrope walker from The King’s Man, I have the sword of talent
The guy who made Woochan, the three of us are players
Synergy, win win, cash, the end

We’re meant to be players
All of my movements are dances
We’re meant to be players
I’m in the middle of moving your heart
We’re meant to be players
The loud sounds of cheering hitting my eardrums
We’re meant to be players
Standing in front of a crowd feels as natural as breathing

Life is about squeezing the juice, making one line, two lines
Scared of kids who go to easily, quit it
Fans make fans and fans make antis too
I’ll take the fans and antis and make them into a big drink
Get drunk, everyone get drunk
After I give a sunset to the ears of the guy who said the sun always sets, I’ll make the stars float
Above those who fly and crawl
Time of departure? I’m gonna leave on tomorrow’s flight
Don’t look for me, my SNS will say I’m a fly
There’s no answer so they’re all lined up, tied up with chains
I’m the key man who loosens them all up with one hook
Me, reality and monsters will be laughing together
As we’re on Show Me 6, tearing it all up

Be cautious of social relations , the swamp of hip-hop
We’re raising it up one level, Nucksal’s dream
The guy who made Woochan, the three of us are players
Synergy, win win, cash, the end

We’re meant to be players
All of my movements are dances
We’re meant to be players
I’m in the middle of moving your heart
We’re meant to be players
The loud sounds of cheering hitting my eardrums
We’re meant to be players
Standing in front of a crowd feels as natural as breathing

Double D, Nucksal, three kings on the stage
Show Me The Money ha! It’s a biscuit to us
Team Dynamic Duo, we rule this business
We’re still hungry, no time for pity
Empty it out, empty it out
Nucksal, open your brand new wallet
Empty it out, empty it out
Hey Nucksal, turn up this place

Ask me what kind of rapper I am
If you don’t even have a question, go away
If I proved my life to you, you and I have a difference
More than a rapper, alienation
Make money and leave, migrating birds of success, you all can’t climb this iron railing
I grew up with Dynamic Duo’s “Attendance Check”
Then I made it, hallelujah
When I dance to the birth of rap god repertoire
It becomes a different dance, it might seem like an amateur
Oh you’re right
But we’re actually salty players
Don’t hesitate, follow your heart, now put your hands up

We’re meant to be players
All of my movements are dances
We’re meant to be players
I’m in the middle of moving your heart
We’re meant to be players
The loud sounds of cheering hitting my eardrums
We’re meant to be players
Standing in front of a crowd feels as natural as breathing

We’re meant to be players
We’re meant to be players
We’re meant to be players
We’re meant to be players